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In their hearts, Lin Nan Tian was their peerless war god. Including tonight's two defeats by Lin Hua's hand, his battle achievements were enough to make the four Lin Clan disciples extremely nervous.
After all, Lin Nan Tian had the same ability as them – Black Qi. Lin Nan Tian was already a Tenth Perfection martial artist. If he used the Black Qi to enter his body, he would be close to reaching the martial spirit realm.
From Lin Hua's words, they could tell that Lin Nan Tian, who had a cultivation level close to the Martial Spirit Realm, had lost to him. How could they not be alert?
The main reason was that the casual look in their eyes made them even more nervous. They did not intimidate Lin Hua, but rather, they were intimidated by him.
Lin Hu raised his brows, "If you guys aren't going, then I'll be going." With the metal rod on his right shoulder, he casually sized up the four of them and used the Zen Flexible Steps.
His light body carried the steel rod in his right hand, and within two breaths' time, he closed in on the four of them. Their eyes rapidly widened as the iron rod, along with a thick sound of wind breaking, resounded on their sword blades.
At this time, Lin Hua released his cultivation base of the Supreme Realm martial artist. A white stream of air that was visible to the naked eye filled his entire body, and the blurry dragon-shaped Qi flow strengthened Lin Hu's power.
"Clang!"
A powerful force resounded through the night as the four of them were instantly sent flying. As they flew back, they spat out black blood in midair. Their eyes revealed shock as they looked at Lin Hu in front of them.
"What kind of power is this? His entire body is surrounded by a visible, solidified white light. What kind of power is this?!" The Lin Clan disciples who had lost their right arms were injured even more severely. At this moment, they swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked in the direction of Lin Hua.
After this staff strike, Lin Hu no longer had the same feeling he had when he fought against Lin Nan Tian. He furrowed his brows as a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.
As the Lin Clan disciples looked at Lin Hu's expression, they revealed angry expressions. "Lin Zhu, you've gone too far. What's there to be dissatisfied about sending the four of us flying with one staff strike?"
When they recalled the heavy pressure from the staff before, it directly sent all four of them flying. At this moment, they spat out blood as they stared at Lin Yu with fear in their eyes.
He ignored the fact that the four of them were at the peak of Stage Ten Martial Disciples and would not be killed so easily by a single swing of his staff.
Behind him, Lin Mo Ran was resting and recovering from his injuries. However, when he saw the white Qi flow around Lin Hu, he was shocked; the deep shock came from the bottom of his heart.
He had read the description of the white stream in the History of Strange. "White people who charge into the body are people who defy the will of the heavens and are not tolerated by the heavens. They are people who defy the common sense of the heaven and earth and those who follow the flow of the river."
After muttering to himself, he stood up and looked at Lin Hu's fight with a face full of shock. This was the admiration from the bottom of his heart. To be able to send four people flying and injure them with a single strike, this was what Lin Mo Ran admired the most.
Since the four of them didn't have time to talk, he didn't want to waste time as he still had to hurry and check on Lin Rou's safety.
The Lin Clan's four men five swords pierced towards Lin Hua's right shoulder, right leg, forehead, and throat. Lin Hua's left leg kicked out horizontally, while his right hand supported the ground.
Lin Hu, who had killed a person in an instant, didn't reveal much of his emotions. Although he rarely killed people, he would never show mercy to those who deserved to be killed.
The three of them saw that the situation was not looking good and immediately drew back to stroke their internal organs, struggling to keep their words.
The Lin Family's Iron Cliff was an earthen yellow wall of light. Currently, the three of them had black Qi filling their bodies, while the wall of light created by the Ironword Skill had already turned into a thick black color.
Seeing the thick wall of light in front of him, Lin Hua slowed down his steps, looked at the iron rod in his right hand, and shook his head. He did not trigger the concept of fighting with Lin Nantian, so he placed the potholed iron rod in his left hand.
"Haha, how about Lin Hua? Although you are powerful, you will definitely not be able to break this Iron Cliff Skill in a short period of time. How about you retreat?"
Lin Hu's lips curled into a faint smile, "Retreat?"
"That's right. Quickly leave. The location that I agreed to meet with those people is here. They will be coming soon, or else you won't be able to escape."
Lin Hu did not say anything. He raised the iron rod in his left hand and placed it on his left shoulder. He then clenched his right fist into a white stream of air and started to form a fist with his right hand.
"I wonder how the Eight Movements Chaos Fist is like when a warrior is at the Extreme Realm!" After looking at the right fist, he muttered to himself in a low voice before turning his gaze to the black wall that had materialized and wrapped the three people within it.
Upon seeing Lin Hu continuously use his right fist to punch at the surrounding air, the three of them were puzzled. Then, they seemed to have thought of something, the Lin Hua in front of them during the clan gathering appeared to be the same.
The so-called divine arts of the Lin Clan disciples were nothing more than the black Qi. The three of them released the black Qi and poured it into the black light wall.
However, this materialized power was something that a martial artist at the peak of Stage Ten would never be able to break. Only a martial spirit would be able to destroy it in a single strike. However, they had still underestimated Lin Hua.
"What's the use of hiding in a tortoise shell? "You guys are destined to die if you join that camp. Let me see what your so-called divine arts are like."
Lin Hu, who was resisting the iron rod from the left, had a smile on his face. It was obvious that he had prepared the best punch he could with his messy fists. As he slowly swung them out, the martial energy around his body started to explode.
Accompanying this explosive sound, Lin Hua increased the speed of his punch, as a sonic boom resounded in Lin Mo Ran's eyes, which had been in shock for a long time.
A circular stream of air rushed forward, and a faint golden aura could be seen within it. This faint golden aura dissolved the black wall of light, and quickly swept towards the three people within it.
Amidst Lin Mo Ran's shocked gaze, a golden pillar of air flooded the three Lin Family members with black Qi. As the three golden auras swept past them, the fear in their eyes could be clearly seen.
"Puff!"
The three of them simultaneously spat out mouthfuls of blood, falling onto the ground in a pool of blood. Their bodies began to emit white smoke, evidently the scorching hot fist strike had directly burned their bodies, damaging their internal organs.
As for why the impact was so great, it should be due to the combination of the starlight and the Sun Refined Spirit, which caused the martial qi in his body to change, increasing the power of his martial qi.